Cut-throat

Sloppy Joe's

corn cob pipes

redneck

crimson tide

Bleed

Elvis

Machine Gun Kelly

B.C Rich - Warlock :)

Patiently tending to his powder-covered swivel, Johnson kept an open ear as the Captain spoke. The Captain seemed well and pleased at the outcome of the recent events that unfolded. The young murder-gunner cursed to himself silently. That last exchange was merely foreplay, and Cut-throat Johnson was battling his inner bloodlust. Though he would obey the Captain's orders, and follow William into hell if need be, Johnson couldn't help but want another crack at the remaining crew aboard the target vessel. None the less, he refrained.........

Benjamin Hornigold AND Edward "Blackbeard" Teach.....Ya' gotta' have ol' Blackbeard's mentor in there. :)

Italian Neck Tie

dat cord

Johnson hears the whispers of the Master Gunner. Turning his head to reply, Johnson whispers " Aye sir ! Got it. Clear the deck on the word only....Ready when ye' are ". Picking his target with a weather-eye, Johnson waits in viscious anticipation.

Cap'n Morgan

Pride

With fingers itching at the trigger, Johnson does not move a muscle. His predatory eye and wolfish grin fix upon the future prey. The trusty murder-gunner anxiously awaits the command of the Master Gunner, or any other superior for that matter. All he wanted was to fire that marvelous weapon, and take as many men to the bottom of the sea as possible........

Rum !

Hearing the Master Gunner's call to arms, Johnson leaps into position behind "Yer Maker", the gunner's trusty swivel. Loading the barrel with grape shot, Johnson readies the twin locks and keeps a weather-eye over deck. Turning toward Mister Petee, Johnson sounds off " Ready when ye are sir ! ". Salivating at the mouth, Cut-throat steadily awaits his prey........

fettucini alfredo

Shady O' Grady

Exiled

Be gone with ye !

Frock Coat

In sheep's clothes

Spider